A/N: it's unbelievable how quickly the last chapter was uploaded. Within 4 days? CRAZY! FYI, Hey Brother is Leo's character song. I thought that it would also be perfect for this chapter. BTW, I'm sorry that this chapter jumps around quite a bit, but there are certain parts that I wouldn't be able to word in certain characters' perspectives...
Key:
Flashback = Flashback (Obviously)
Dream = Dream
Time Passage = ...
- (BORDER) - = perspective change
Anyway, chapter information:
Genres: Adventure and Drama
Warnings: Graphic scenes of violence, gore and explicit language
Date started (Chapter): Thursday 16th April 2015
Date finished (Chapter): Sunday 3rd May 2015
Song/s: Hey Brother by Avicii
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Chapter 5: Hey Brother
"Lion-O has made a fool of me for the last time! He must die!"
Slithe looks up at me as he says "But how? The only person who has ever been able to nearly defeat Lion-O is Grune, and you sent him to hell after he failed to kill that wretched Thundercat!"
"I know that, mutant! Howether, since they've escaped, we'll just have to go back to New Thundera."
"What do you mean by 'we'? If we mutants came to New Thundera, we'd have to rebuild Castle Plun-darr, yessss?
"Well. I guess that that's just what you'll have to do!"
The snake looks at me as he hisses "But we haven't got the supply of materials to be able to do that! Can't you teleport us there?"
"NO! WHY SHOULD I HELP YOU WHEN YOU LET LION-O ESCAPE IN THE FIRST PLACE?"
Slithe backs off as he says "Y...Yes, oh mighty Mumm-ra. Forgive me...my lord, yesss? I should never have asked."
"In fact, you may be lucky, just this once, mutant! I MIGHT give you a...helping hand."
- (BORDER) -
"How is he, Pumyra? Will he be able to cope with the journey?"
The young puma gives me a grave expression as she looks up from the young lion lying on the bed in the sleeping compartment in the Feliner. "He's very sick, Cheetara. He's got a slight fever, but he can't stop vomiting. I think it's influenza. Howether, his condition is steady, so he should be fine for the journey. I think that it'd be a good idea that I stay here with him. When he wakes up, he'll be confused. You'll need to help with flying the Feliner." she says as she places a damp flannel on Lion-O's forehead. The young lion groans in his sleep and rolls over.
"Ok. Well, I'd better go and get ready for take-off." I say as I take one last glimpse at the sleeping lion, then walk out of the door. As I walk up to the flight deck, Snarf passes by me, obviously on his way to where Lion-O is. I see Panthro standing with Tygra and cough to get their attention. "Everyone's onboard, and Pumyra says that Lion-O will be able to cope with the flight." I say as I sit in my seat.
"Ok," Panthro says as him and Tygra take their seats "So, if we're gonna do it, let's do it!"
They pull their headsets on then initiate the flight sequence; the Feliner's engines hum as they power up then start to roar at their maximum capacity. The ground flies past beneath us as we pick up speed. I feel as if my stomach's been left behind as we climb in the early morning sky. "1,000 feet and climbing. We should be back on New Thundera by this time tonight. I think that we should crack open a bottle of champagne when we get back. Y'know, just to celebrate our victory over those mutants!" Tygra says in a humorous tone, which sounds exactly like something that Lion-O would say.
I lie back against the seat as I start to feel tired. I close my eyes as the fatigue takes over...
"Cheetara, c'mon. We're nearly there. Wake up!"
I open my eyes and the first thing I see is New Thundera before us. "I've been asleep for the whole journey? You should have woke me up! I'd have taken my turn piloting the Feliner whilst you and Tygra got some sleep." I say as I rub my eyes, but Panthro says "You needed to rest. Lion-O is fine; Pumyra said that his fever's broke. It was influenza, but it was somehow...cured.
The door opens, and a voice says "Well, I can tell that I've been asleep for the duration. Anyway, exactly how long have we got to wait until we reach New Thundera?"
I turn around and see Lion-O standing in the doorway, Pumyra behind him incase he faints. The lion takes a shaky step towards us as I stand up. Even though he tries to get me off of him, I help him into my seat. "I'll thank you for the assistance, but was it really necessary?" he says in annoyance. "You looked like you were just about to collapse. Anyway, we're about 5 minutes from entering the atmosphere. So, if you're going to stay here, you'd better buckle up." Panthro says as he flips some of the overhead switches on the controls.
- (BORDER) -
"Entering New Thundera's atmosphere in 5...4...3...2...1..."
What looks like flames spreads across the windscreen as we hit the atmosphere. The Feliner judders slightly, before the screen clears, revealing the early evening daylight. The fields and lakes below glow gold in the sunlight and I can see Cat's Lair standing majestically in the sunset, along with the city and the outlying settlements. Finally, we're home.
"Feliner to Pride 1, does anybody copy?" Panthro says into the microphone on his headset.
"Pride 1 receiving you loud and clear, Panthro. What kept ya? You've been gone for 2 years!" a voice says over the loudspeaker.
"I'll tell you when we get back, León-A. But during the meantime, you could at least lock us onto the runway!"
"Uhhh...Yes, sir! R...Right away, sir!" León-A says, and then the autopilot is activated. Panthro sits back in his seat as the engines start to power down slowly.
Within 5 minutes, we're on the ground. I jump out of the Feliner, and the second my feet touch the ground, the Sword of Omens growls in warning. Now what?
I unsheathe the sword from the Claw Shield and hold it in front of my face as I growl
"Sword of Omens, give me sight beyond sight!"
What I see makes me confused, yet mad at the same time:
There's a lion hidden in the bushes, watching us, who looks exactly like me. He's wearing animal skin clothes, and his leather belt has a long dagger attached to it in a sheath. He doesn't seem to realize that he's been spotted, so I'll have to take him before he attacks.
I whirl around and run towards the dense tree line and, with a deafening roar like thunder, I leap over the bush and land on top of the lion, startling him. "Lion-O! What the hell are you doing? It's me!" he screams as I punch him around the face.
"Stop trying to fool me with your tricks, Mumm-ra! It won't work!" I snarl before clamping my hands around his throat. "Lion-O...I don't want to do this, but you're not giving me much choice!" he says, then pain explodes through my body as he punches me in the stomach. I let go of him, so he gets his knees onto my chest then kicks me off of him, then launches on top of me.
"Lion-O! Lion-O, what are you doing? What's going on?"
I hear Cheetara shouting me, then she and the others appear as me and the other lion start rolling around on the grass.
"Lion-O! Stop it! Why don't you remember me? It's me, Leo!" the lion says through a mouthful of blood. What he says doesn't register with me until I'm about to skewer him through the chest with the sword.
"L...Leo?" I ask as I sit up. The lion claiming to be my older twin brother nods then says "Would I lie to you, little brother?"
He pulls his shirt off, and I see the dark brown birthmark between his shoulder blades, as well as the various wounds. He scowls slightly as he wipes the blood from the deepest ones. "I still don't believe you! Tell me something that only Leo would know!" I snarl, so he says "Lion-O, you're my little brother, born one hour after me on the evening of the 13th of November to Queen Leandra and King Claudus of Thundera. When we were cubs, we had a secret hideout hidden in the walls of the lair, the entrance of which was hidden behind the wardrobe in our bedroom."
I sit up hastily. It's him! It's REALLY him! Leo, my older twin brother whom I thought I'd lost when we were evacuated from Thundera.
"But, how did you survive the destruction of Old Thundera? I thought you'd surely burned!" I say as he helps me up. Leo smiles at me as he says "Me and our stepmother were captured at the last moment by a group of slave traders looking to capture pure blood Thunderian lions. Lion-O, when I came to Third Earth, we escaped but were recaptured and..." he sighs before continuing "Our stepmother was hung for escaping. I managed to escape once we got to a sale on Third Earth, and I was adopted by the chieftain of a group of Thunderians who call themselves the Ferrals. Then, we came back to New Thundera when we found out that the planet had re-formed."
I can't help but wrap my arms around my brother's chest in a warm hug. "Lion-O! Get off of me! You're getting your scent all over me!" he says uncomfortably as he struggles against me, but he awkwardly hugs me back.
"I thought you were dead...I thought you were...dead!" I say as tears trickle down my cheeks. Leo pushes me away as he says "Well, I thought that you were dead, too. But, no hugging, ok? We're not kids anymore!"
We look around, and see the other Thundercats standing before us, all looking confused. "Leo...By Jaga, the last time I saw you, you were just a cub!" Cheetara says as she puts a friendly hand on the lion's shoulder. He shrugs her off as he says "Uh...yeah...and I heard from Jaga that Lion-O grew up in suspended animation, which means he has the mind of a child still, I presume."
I growl as he brings up the subject. He may be my older brother, but the tone of his voice suggests a challenge. Who the bloody hell does he think he is, coming here and challenging me for what is rightfully mine? Sure enough, our father did choose me over him to be the Lord of the Thundercats, which has always made him jealous of me. I'm the king now.
Suddenly, a pair of Thunderians run from the trees and tackle me to the ground. One of them draws a spear and holds the tip against my throat whilst the other starts shouting at me in a language I don't recognise.
"Akkw'yjasch zgtch-zakkcht königsein, lyjon?"
I look at Leo as I say "Leo, what are they saying? What're they doing?"
"They obviously watched me and you fighting and because you're the one who pounced on me first, they're seeing you as a threat to me." he says, and then he grabs the spear and pulls it from the hands of the Thunderian as he snarls "Daazcht-izcht myjne brudther, Lyjon-Ø! Ne-faacht him-attackstch!"
The Thunderians release me and let me get up, but they continue staring at me, as if they wish me dead on the spot. "Anyway, these are two of my personal guards; Bjørn and Yngve Håkon." Leo says as he puts an arm around my shoulders "As I said, they're two of the Thunderians who decided to go down the ancestral route. They call themselves 'Ferrals', and..." but he gets interrupted when a pair of young lion cubs come running from the dense trees, shouting "Papa!"
We turn around, and Leo shakes his head at the pair before saying "Bräiden, Jøhba, vacht diiezt dieu-ce rester beim zuhause!"
The pair bow their heads and the older one says "Entschuldigung, papa."
Leo sighs before saying "Braiden is my eldest, and Johba is my youngest."
The youngest lion looks at me nervously before running to Leo and wrapping his arms around his legs. He can't be any older than three years old. He clamours to be picked up, so Leo picks him up. "Have you got cubs yet, Lion-O?" my brother asks as the other Thundercats crowd around us, and struggling to make conversation with the Ferrals. "No. Not got a mate, nor any cubs, and I don't plan to for a few years." I say, which earns me a few dirty looks from Leo.
"I've already got two cubs; me and my mate had Bräiden when we were 16. And, I must say, her father wanted my hide. Dare I ask it, but exactly how old are you?"
"Twenty one."
"Tw...Twenty one...mmm...well...you've still got loads of years left, but you need to be quick at choosing a mate."
I feel myself blushing as he says it. I look away from him as he smirks at me.
"But you've never had the balls to do it, have you? Because you're an absolute wuss!"
I stop and turn to look at him. "I don't even know what the bloody hell you're doing here in the first place, seeing as you're no longer a Thundercat, but what makes you think that you've got the right to talk to me like that?"
Leo roars then launches at me, digging his claws into my shoulders. "What the fucking hell did you just say to me?" he growls as he presses me against the ground. "I said that you're no longer a Thundercat! Do I need to wash your ears out for you? 'Cause I will do it if I have to!" I growl, seconds before he spits in my face. I roar, seething with rage, and head butt him in the face. Warm blood splashes in my mane and down my head as Leo's nose explodes in a fountain of the red liquid.
"RIGHT! THAT'S IT! I'M SICK OF THIS!" Leo shouts as he pins me down on the grass. Blood drips onto my face from his broken nose as he snarls "I'm sick to DEATH hearing about how dad chose YOU over me to be the King and Lord of the Thundercats when it should have been ME! You were the runt of the litter! You're the reason why mum died! If it hadn't have been for you, she'd still be here! Even though I was an hour old, and she'd died mere minutes after she gave birth to you, I sometimes wish that she'd survived and that you'd died instead of her!"
I feel the hot tears trickling down my cheeks. Damn, that hurt! I push Leo off of me then walk away.
"Oh, I see how it is! Walk away, just like you ALWAYS do! COWARD!"
I freeze on the spot. "Lion-O," I hear Cheetara hiss "Don't. You. Dare. Even. Consider. It!"
I take a sharp, deep breath in before saying "You don't know what I've been through, Leo."
"Lion-O, I might not be the cat I used to be, but I didn't mean that. I should have thought before I said it..." Leo says, but I snap "Just go. Go back to where you live."
With that, my brother turns around and walks off, his sons and the Ferrals following him.
...
"It sure does feel good to be home." I say as I step out of the Thundertank onto the tarmac in front of the Lair, which is standing majestically in the late evening sun. Cheetara sighs as she stands next to me. "I've really missed this place. Anyway, are you going to take what Leo said into consideration? You do need a mate and cubs." she says as she looks at me. I laugh slightly before saying "You're not suggesting yourself, are you?" The cheetah blushes as she quickly walks off.
When we open the door of the lair, I see many members of the ThunderGuard rushing around inside. When we walk in, they start to give us updates on everything that had happened whilst we were gone. Snarf hurries to the kitchen to get some food sorted whilst we all sit at the table in the Council Chamber.
"This has me worried, your highness." an ocelot says as he places a piece of parchment on the table in front of me.
"What does it mean?"
"I don't know, sire. It seems to be some kind of ancient language. I've never seen it before, my king."
I growl slightly as I recognise the language. "Hieroglyphics. That means Mumm-ra wrote this." I say as the ocelot shows me more. "He seems to have followed you, my lord." a young bobcat says as I get up out of my seat.
"This makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. I mean, sure enough, he is our deadliest enemy, but why put up such an effort to do something nearly impossible? This is making me nervous." I say as I pace back and forth.
"Forgive me if I speak out of terms, my king, but are you sure that you managed to get away without that bastard tagging you with some sort of tracking device?"
I turn to look at the bobcat as I say "I don't see how that's possible, boy. I'd have to...have been knocked unconscious...shit!" I snarl as I realize the truth "He must have tagged me whilst I was out. Maybe that's why he knows exactly where we are..."
I sink into my chair with my head in my hands. If it's true, then unless that tracking device is found and got rid of, then I'll be responsible for any attacks.
"Besides, you all need to have medical examinations to be completed, and you're due for a set of jabs, my king. Maybe it would be easy to get everything out of the way after dinner." a liger says as the door opens, and Snarf walks in, pushing a trolley with plates and bowls of food and drink.
"The sooner everything is back to normal, the sooner I'll be happy." I say as I start to eat the food.
...
I lie on my back with my arms behind my head. It was true. I'd been clipped with a microscopic tracking device, which had been injected into the nape of my neck. The material of the plaster crackles under my fingers as I yawn. I'm so tired, but I can't sleep...well, as a matter of fact, I don't want to. What if this is all just a dream? I'm scared of what is to come. My future is dark. What if I am actually going to slaughter the Thundercats? What I saw in that dream has had me worried, to the point of my thoughts making me crazy.
An owl hoots from overhead as a wolf howls in the distance. There's something about the sound that sends shivers down my spine. What the bloody hell is wrong with me? I've never been so nervous in my life. I growl in frustration and roll over before turning the light on. I haul my body off of the bed and pull my dressing gown on. I pad across the room to my desk, my bare feet feeling like ice as I walk across the stone floor.
I slump into the chair as I sigh. I look behind me and see the moon high in the sky behind me. I look down at the paperwork on my desk as I start sorting through the documents. I hear footsteps from outside in the corridor as someone stops before my door. "Lion-O," a soft voice says, that I recognise as Cheetara's "Are you still up?"
"Come in." I say, so the cheetah walks in.
"Can't sleep?" she asks as she walks towards me. "No, not even for a few minutes. It's a fucking piss-take! I'm absolutely knackered, but I can't settle. Too many thoughts on my mind." I say as I bury my face in my hands.
"You're not the only one. Something malicious is going on, and it's stressing me out. Anyway, I've got something that might help." Cheetara says as she places a mug on the desk in front of me "It's hot milk with cinnamon. Plus, have some of these and you'll be asleep sooner than you know it." She passes me a box of pills. "Well, goodnight then, Lion-O." she says as she walks out.
I look down at the mug before picking it up. I sniff the contents, and the scent of spices brings back memories of when I was younger. I sip the drink, before quickly drinking it down and swallowing two of the pills. Then, I continue sorting through the papers. Important documents, top secret files, UFO sightings. I read through the papers until my eyes start to blur...
I wake with a start. The side of my cheek is covered in sticky saliva, and I can tell that I've been dribbling in my sleep. I sit up, and then curse in Thunderian at how stiff my neck is. I pull the piece of paper off of my cheek before standing up. The scent of cooking bacon wafts in from downstairs, making my stomach rumble. I pull my uniform on before walking out of the door and down the corridor, down the stairs towards the dining room. The door opens to let me in, and everyone turns to look at me.
"Snarfer, Snarfer, Cheetara told us about how you couldn't sleep last night. Insomnia is a sign of severe stress. What's eating ya?" Snarfer asks as I sit down in my seat.
"I don't want to talk about it. It'd only make you panic." I say as I ravenously shovel porridge into my mouth "Any more news?"
"Nothing interesting." Lynx-O says as he takes a sip of his cup of tea "Unless you call fox hunting being re-legalized interesting." I sigh then say "I really do sometimes wish that we never came to Third Earth. I mean, think about it. We wouldn't have to deal with Mumm-ra's antics, nor the Lunataks' and mutants' endless ambushes."
I sit back then say "But, I'd say that we've pissed him off. We need to be careful of any future attacks."
Cheetara looks at me as she says "Don't forget that we have important duties to do today. We need to take some supplies to the outlying settlements of the city, and then we have Snarf Egbert's wedding anniversary party this evening."
"Yeah. Speaking of which, we'd better go and get ready." I say as I get out of my seat then walk out of the dining room.
As I approach the door to my sleeping chamber, I swear that I hear someone running towards me. I turn around, just as some invisible force hits me in the chest, knocking the breath out of my body. I hit the door with such force that the metal dents. The metallic tang of blood fills my mouth as I fall to the floor. I push myself up onto my knees as a massive black cat materializes before me.
"Bring him to me!"
I clearly hear Mumm-ra's voice as the cat grabs me around the throat with its fangs. Its fangs feel like daggers and my skin feels like ice where it's biting me. It starts to drag me towards the window, but someone's footsteps pound in the hallway. Cheetara rounds the corner with the others hot on her tail. "Cheetara! Help me!" I scream as the cat starts to climb out of the window. It grabs me by my shirt, then jumps. I involuntarily scream as the ground gets further away from me.
"Stay still, Thundercat! Unless you want to be dropped to your death!"
I look up at the cat, and watch in horror as it transforms into...Ma-mutt! I start struggling against the demonic hound as his grip tightens on me. There's a sharp pain as he sinks his viciously curved, knife-like claws into my back. I can hear familiar engines behind me. It's the Thunderclaw. I look behind me and see the craft hurtling towards us, with Panthro sitting at the controls. "Hang tough, Lion-O! I'm coming!" he shouts, making me shout "I kinda don't have any choice! I'd die if I let go!"
He stops below me and grabs my ankles. "I've got you! You can let go now, Lion-O!" he shouts as Ma-mutt growls irritably. I struggle to get loose from the dog's claws, but he's holding me too tightly. "I can't! He's got his claws in my back!" I shout, seconds before I scream in pain at the sensation of the hound's claws curling further into my flesh. That's when he suddenly releases me. I slip into the seat as Panthro pulls me down into the seat behind him. "Hold on!" the panther shouts as Ma-mutt starts pulling at me again. I feel the tears of pain streaming down my cheeks as the dog's claws tear gouges into the flesh of my back. "He's got me!" I shout as I feel my clothes getting tighter. I'm pulled clean out of the seat by Ma-mutt.
"Oh no, you don't!" I snarl, then I sink my fangs into Ma-mutt's paws. The hound screams then lets go of me. Panthro grabs me again then pulls me back onto the Thunderclaw. "Tygra, I've got him! He's injured slightly, but he's safe!" the panther says as he turns the craft around. "Rodger that, Panthro. I'll alert Pumyra, but before I do, how badly is Lion-O injured?" Tygra's voice says over the intercom.
"He's pretty cut up from Ma-mutt's attack; he's going to need stitches, but it's nothing too bad."
"Ok. Tygra out."
Panthro pushes the throttle down as I say "Is it really that bad?"
"As I said, you do need stitches, but it's not life threatening."
...
"This might hurt a little, so I'll say that I'm sorry in advance." Pumyra says as she pulls on a pair of gloves. I bury my face in the pillows to drown out my cries of pain as she starts to inspect the wounds. It stings so much. "Tygra, can you pass me the local anaesthetic? It's on the tray on the bedside table." she asks as she swabs the wounds with some cotton wool soaked in antiseptic. My muscles involuntarily tense at the stinging pain as I growl, but Pumyra says "Lion-O, you've got to stay still. I can't stitch the wounds up if you keep moving."
I lie still, just seconds before something sharp pierces my skin, and a cold liquid seeps through my veins, leaving a burning sensation in its wake, which slowly melts into numbness. I can't move my arms, leaving me lying practically immobile. "Just try to relax." Pumyra says as she picks up the surgical thread and needle. Then, the young puma gets working.
I can feel the thread tugging at my skin as Pumyra sutures my wounds, but that's all I can feel. "So, you're saying that Ma-mutt just attacked you then dragged you out of the window before carrying you off? No wonder your wounds are so deep. Anyway, you've got six more wounds that need to be sutured. With the way that Mumm-ra's accursed dog attacked you, you're lucky that the muscles in your back weren't completely shredded, or the ligaments and tendons torn." Pumyra says as she cuts the thread.
She works for the next half hour, and by the time she'd finished, the anaesthetic already had started to wear off. A sharp nagging pain spreads all over my back as the sting of the wounds starts to come back. "Ok, so, you unfortunately need anti-rabies and anti-tetanus shots. You never know what that horrid dog had." she says as she picks up two ready loaded hypodermic needles. She pops the tops of, then pushes the needles into my arm.
Pumyra pulls me up off of the bed, seeing as I can't move my arms, then starts to wrap my chest with a bandage. "I know that the thing you want least is to look like Mumm-ra, but it'll keep your stitches clean. Either way, you're ready to go." she says as we walk out of the infirmary. "You might be in some pain a bit later on, but it shouldn't be too bad." she says as we enter the council chamber.
"Snarf has prepared the supplies, so we need to get going." I hear Cheetara say as she looks at me "We just need to get everything loaded onto the Feliner."
"In that case, we need to start getting ready." I say, then we exit the room.
...
"You got it, Lion-O?"
I grab the crate as I say "Yeah. I've got it, Panthro. You can let go now."
I consult the checklist as I say "Right. That's the thirtieth crate of food. Snarf, have you secured them all?"
"Snarf, Snarf. Yes, Lion-O! For the fifth time, I bloody well have!"
I cross the items off of the checklist before calling "Pumyra, Cheetara, have you got the medical supplies, water and blankets?"
"Ready and waiting!"
I take a few of the crates then carry them into the cargo compartment of the Feliner. "This is the last box, Lion-O," Lynx-O says as he passes me a box of bottled water.
"Why exactly do we need to take these to the outlying settlements?" I ask as I shiver in the cold winter air.
"This blasted winter has knocked out their power source, meaning that the poor souls cannot keep warm, or have very little food and drinking water."
"Ok," I say as I take the other boxes from the old lynx "Everyone get ready for takeoff."
We climb into the cockpit and take our seats.
"Takeoff in 5...4...3...2...1...ignition!" I say, then I push the throttle down; the Feliner rapidly gains speed and is airborne within 20 seconds. The seemingly endless expanse of the city flies by beneath us, coated in a thick blanket of snow. It must have snowed a lot during the night.
"I can't see the runway under all of this snow. We risk skidding off the runway if we land properly. We'll have to go for a vertical landing on one of the fields." I say as I look down at the ground. Panthro programs the landing gear for the landing, then we touch down on the ground.
"Right, so. Everyone get your cat suits on. You don't want to catch your death from the cold." I say as we all enter the compartment.
"Reow! It's so cold in here! I think my whiskers have frozen!" Snarf wails sadly as he pulls his cat suit on. "Stop whinging Snarf! You'll be fine." I say as I slip the thick woolly jumper over my head before pulling on the thermal trousers. The red and yellow cat mumbles beneath his breath as he gets himself ready. I pull on my boots and gloves then walk out of the Feliner to the cargo compartment where Bengali, Pumyra, Cheetara and Tygra are unloading the boxes. "Ok, so, are we rationing it, or something?" I ask as we start unpacking the provisions. A young snow leopard cub comes running up to us with a list and piece of paper in his fist, dragging a sled behind him. "Lord Lion-O?" he says as he stops before me. I kneel on the ground as I say "What can I do for you, little one?"
He passes me the pieces of paper, and I see the long list of provisions, as well as the stamped card. "Please, we need extra medicine. My little sister is really sick!" he says as I pick out the appropriate amounts of the provisions then put them securely on the back of the sled. I turn to Pumyra as I say "Pumyra, you need to go with him. He says his sister is really ill."
The puma grabs her medical kit then follows the young cub, who is struggling to pull the sled. Before too long, most of the stuff is gone. I bend over to pick up the empty crates, but someone pulls down my hood, then something cold is tipped down the back of my jumper, then shoved in my face. I shout from the shock of the sudden icy pain, then realize that Cheetara had put snow down my back. I turn around as I take a massive handful of snow, but multiple snowballs are pelted in my face. "Right, I hope that you've all had fun, but we'd better get everything packed away." I say as i wipe the snow from my face.
Within the next hour, the spare supplies are handed over to the ThunderGuard members, and we have all of the crates back on the Feliner. "Right, so," I say as I sit back in my seat "We just need to get ready for tonight's festivities."
Next time on Thundercats:
It's Snarf Egbert's wedding anniversary party, and everything goes without a hitch until the Mutants make an uninvited appearance. The Thundercats fight to save their friends from being attacked, but the Mutants seem to have learnt from their endless failures...finally. After a talk with Tygra, Lion-O decides to propose to Cheetara. When Mumm-ra learns of the pair getting engaged, he decides to have another attempt at ending the young lion's life. Will Lion-O get away alive, or will Mumm-ra succeed?
Find out in the next chapter of Thundercats: Wake Up!